"Did that just happen?" Super White asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Super White and Haji Bright browsed the vendor's wares, picking up various trinkets and examining them with interest. As they haggled over prices, a commotion broke out at the edge of the market.
But as they stood there, a strange old man appeared at the edge of the crowd. He was dressed in tattered robes, and his face was shrouded in shadows. He regarded Super White and Haji Bright with a piercing gaze, his eyes glinting with a knowing light.